Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 46

Before Verian Mont could react to whatever that man was referring to, her entire body had been lifted onto his shoulder. Her soft belly was pushed hard against that man’s hard protruding bone. Her head was facing the ground and the blood was flowing against the normal direction rapidly. She struggled hard by punching the man’s broad back while feeling humiliated, “Heaton Fudd! What are you doing! Put me down! Did you hear me! Put me down… ah!”

As she had just begun struggling, her entire body was violently tossed onto that huge soft bed. That man’s dark pearly eyes were staring sharp and deeply into her. That scorching hot yet menacing gaze was as if staring at a tiny prey. Instinctively, Verian Mont backed away. However, that man was a step faster than her, his huge arms swiftly grabbed onto her waist from the back, forcing her onto his chest. At the same time, both halves of his lips that had a faint tobacco scent were lowered, pressing onto her soft lips. It felt heavy. That kiss would be more accurately described as a punishment out of spite.

“Huuu… Heaton Fudd… Let me go…”

She pushed desperately onto his chest with both hands, however, how could her little strength possibly be much of an impact to Heaton Fudd. That man was literally attached onto her body and she could seemingly feel her strong and dull heartbeat, beating away like a drum. Even though he was being extremely intimate to her, his eyes however, were more akin to fully humiliate her.

She was nothing more than a twenty-four-year-old lady in front of him. His aggressive forcing caused a streak of humiliated tear fall from the corner of her eyes. However at this moment, due to the jealousy and anger, Heaton Fudd completely lacked empathy. He ripped her dress away with his huge hand. He was completely not stopping.

Verian Mont raised her hand with the intent to slap his face. However, her thin slender wrists were stopped mid-air by Heaton Fudd. That man grabbed onto both of her wrists with a single hand, while another elegant huge hand ripped the tie around his neck off impatiently. He tied her hands above her head with his tie.

Verian Mont was struggling desperately while her flushed face was wailing, “Heaton Fudd… you b*stard!!”

That man removed all covered layers from her and grinned sinisterly. Sinister lust was deeply chilling!

His deep dark pearly eyes stared at that tiny face underneath his body. He spoke word by word clearly, “Verian Mont, look closely, just what kind of a relationship we both shared!”

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On the outside of the door. Nancy Xander had a slight frown upon hearing the movements from the bedroom.

Little Jelly Bean who had just come out of the children’s room on the second-floor hallway was holding onto some watercolor brush and art block paper while looking for Verian Mont, “Aunty, have you seen Monty?”

Nancy Xander was stunned as she frantically covered up her fear under the corner of her eyes. She gave the short Little Jelly Bean a kind smile and said, “Monty is in your father’s room, do you wanna go look for her, Jelly Bean?”

Little Jelly Bean nodded her tiny head and said, “Yeah.”

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It was a huge mess in the room. Suddenly, an angelic childish voice echoed through the other side of the door.

“Monty? Monty! Are you in there? Jelly Bean wanna draw with you!”

Little Jelly Bean raised her tiny arm to knock on the door.

Verian Mont was desperately fighting back. She reminded him with her red eyes, “Jelly Bean is here...Heaton Fudd… hurry up and let me go… Jelly Bean is outside…”

After not hearing a response from the inside, the little rascal pouted her lips and said, “Monty, if you don’t open up, Jelly Bean will come in now okay!”

The man who was pressing against her did not seem willing to let go of her. Verian Mont cried from being too frantic, “Little Jelly Bean will come in now… do you actually want Little Jelly Bean to see us…”

Little Jelly Bean hugged onto her watercolor brush and art block paper. She frowned and nodded her tiny chin and said, “Alright.”

When Nancy Xander was carrying Little Jelly Bean downstairs, she reluctantly took a couple of glances back at the shut door.

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In the washroom. After hearing the sound of Little Jelly Bean Leaving, Verian Mont started to struggle again, “Heaton Fudd! Let go of me!”

Not only did that man not release her, he went one step further. His huge hands grabbed onto her waist and with a swift turn, he pushed her up against the cold hard wall. His cold lonely eyes stared at the weak flustered lady underneath his body. He squeezed her chin with her long slender fingers and said in a cold tone, “You feel humiliated with me?”

Without even thinking, Verian Mont replied, “I do! If it wasn’t for the Mont’s family mansion, I will never be with you! Heaton Fudd, you’re the director of an international conglomerate, could you possibly force a lady like this?!”

Heaton Fudd stared coldly at her, his dark pearly eyes were unsurprisingly menacing until that man abandoned her. He turned around and strode out of the washroom with a cold handsome face.

Verian Mont was left frozen there. She opened her lips. She did not hold back earlier and spoke bluntly without leaving much room for him. She stood in the washroom for half a minute and dared not leave as a loud slamming sound could be heard coming from the outside.

She took a huge gulp and undid the tie that bound her hands. She walked out while curling up against her chest. While she squatted on the carpet to start cleaning up the pile of clothes, unsure what the reason was, her tears of humiliation began falling, it was pouring onto the carpet.

A sound of an engine revving could be heard coming from the courtyard downstairs. It was most probably Heaton Fudd leaving with his car.